CHAPTER LXXXVIII

The news of the fall of Argyle was as gladdening wine to the cruel

spirit of James Stuart. It was treated by him as victory was of old

among the conquering Romans, and he ordained medals of brass and of

silver to be made, to commemorate, as a glorious triumph, the deed that

was a crime. But he was not content with such harmless monuments of

insensate exultation; he considered the blow as final to the

presbyterian cause, and openly set himself to effect the

re-establishment of the idolatrous abominations of the mass and monkrie.

The Lord Perth and his brother, the Lord Melford, and a black catalogue

of others, whose names, for the fame of Scotland, I would fain expunge

with the waters of oblivion, considering Religion as a thing of royal

regulation, professed themselves papists, and got, as the price of their

apostacy and perdition, certain places of profit in the government.

Clouds of the papistical locust were then allured into the land, to eat

it up leaf and blade again. Schools to teach children the deceits, and

the frauds, and the sins of the jesuits, were established even in the

palace of Holyrood-house; and the chapel, which had been cleansed in the

time of Queen Mary, was again defiled with the pageantries of idolatry.

But the godly people of Edinburgh called to mind the pious bravery of

their forefathers, and all that they had done in the Reformation; and

they rose, as it were with one accord, and demolished the schools, and

purified the chapel, even to desolation, and forced the papist priest to

abjure his own idols. The old abhorrence of the abominations was

revived; for now it was clearly seen what King Charles and his brother

had been seeking, in the relentless persecution which they had so long

sanctioned; and many in consequence, who had supported and obeyed the

prelatic apostasy as a thing but of innocent forms, trembled at the

share which they had taken in the guilt of that aggression, and their

dismay was unspeakable.

The tyrant, however, soon saw that he had over-counted the degree of the

humiliation of the land; and being disturbed by the union which his open

papistry was causing among all denominations of protestants, he changed

his mood, and from force resorting to fraud, publishing a general

toleration,--a device of policy which greatly disheartened the prelatic

faction; for they saw that they had only laboured to strengthen a

prerogative, the first effectual exercise of which was directed against

themselves, every one discerning that the indulgence was framed to give

head-rope to the papists. But the Covenanters made use of it to advance

the cause of the Gospel, as I shall now proceed to rehearse, as well as

how through it I was enabled to perform my avenging vow.

Among the exiled Covenanters who returned with Argyle, and with whom I

became acquainted while with him, was Thomas Ardmillan, when, after my

escape at the time when the Earl was taken, I fell in again with at

Kirkintilloch, as I was making the best of my way into the East Country,

and we went together to Arbroath, where he embarked for Holland.

Being then minded to return back to Edinburgh, and to abide again with

Mrs Brownlee, in whose house I had found a safe asylum, and a convenient

place of espial, after seeing him on board the vessel, I also took

shipping, and returned to Leith under an assurance that I should hear of

him from time to time. It was not, however, until the indulgence was

proclaimed that I heard from him, about which era he wrote to me a most

scriptural letter, by the reverend Mr Patrick Warner, who had received a

call from the magistrates and inhabitants of the covenanted town of

Irvine, to take upon him the ministry of their parish.

Mr Warner having accepted the call, on arriving at Leith sent to Mrs

Brownlee's this letter, with a request that, if I was alive and there,

he would be glad to see me in his lodging before departing to the West

Country.

As the fragrance of Mr Warner's sufferings was sweet among all the true

and faithful, I was much regaled with this invitation, and went

forthwith to Leith, where I found him in a house that is clad with

oyster-shells, in the Tod's-hole Close. He was sitting in a fair chamber

therein, with that worthy bailie that afterwards was next year, at the

time of the Revolution, Mr Cornelius Neilsone, and his no less excellent

compeer on the same great occasion, Mr George Samsone, both persons of

godly repute. Mr Cheyne, the town-clerk, was likewise present, a most

discreet character, but being a lawyer by trade, and come of an

episcopal stock, he was rather a thought, it was said, inclined to the

prelatic sect. Divers others, douce and religious characters, were also

there, especially Mr Jaddua Fyfe, a merchant of women's gear, then in

much renown for his suavity. Mr Warner was relating to them many

consolatory things of the worth and piety of the Prince and Princess of

Orange, to whom the eyes of all the protestants, especially of the

presbyterians, were at that time directed.

"Aye, aye," said Mr Jaddua Fyfe, "nae doot, nae doot, but the Prince is

a man of a sweet-smelling odour,--that's in the way of character;--and

the Princess; aye, aye, it is well known, that she's a pure snowdrop,

and a lily o' the valley in the Lord's garden,--that's in the way of

piety."

"They're the heirs presumptive to the crown," subjoined Mr Cheyne.

"They're weel entitled to the reverence and respect of us a'," added Mr

Cornelius Neilsone.

"When I first got the call from Irvine," resumed Mr Warner, "that

excellent lady, and precious vessel of godliness, the Countess of

Sutherland, being then at the Hague, sought my allowance to let the

Princess know of my acceptance of the call, and to inquire if her

Highness had any commands for Scotland; and the Princess in a most

gracious manner signified to her that the best thing I, and those who

were like me, could do for her, was to be earnest in praying that she

might be kept firm and faithful in the reformed religion, adding many

tender things of her sincere sympathy for the poor persecuted people of

Scotland, and recommending that I should wait on the Prince before

taking my departure. I was not, however, forward to thrust myself into

such honour; but at last yielding to the exhortations of my friends, I

went to the house of Mynheer Bentinck, and gave him my name for an

audience; and one morning, about eight of the clock, his servant called

for me and took me to his house, and he himself conveyed me into the

presence of the Prince, where, leaving me with him, we had a most

weighty and edifying conversation."

"Aye, aye," interposed Mr Jaddua Fyfe, "it was a great thing to converse

wi' a prince; and how did he behave himself,--that's in the way o'

manners?"

"Ye need na debate, Mr Fyfe, about that," replied Mr Samsone, "the

Prince kens what it's to be civil, especially to his friends;" and I

thought, in saying these words, that Mr Samsone looked particular

towards me.

"And what passed?" said the town-clerk, in a way as if he pawkily

jealoused something. Mr Warner, however, in his placid and minister-like

manner, responded,--

"I told his Highness how I had received the call from Irvine, and

thought it my duty to inquire if there was any thing wherein I could

serve him in Scotland.

"To this the Prince replied in a benign manner--"

"Aye, aye," ejaculated Mr Jaddua Fyfe, "nae doubt it was in a benignant

manner, and in a cordial manner. Aye, aye, he has nae his ill-wand to

seek when a customer's afore the counter,--that's in the way o'

business."

"'I understand,' said his Highness," continued Mr Warner, "'you are

called home upon the toleration lately granted; but I can assure you,

that toleration is not granted for any kindness to your party, but to

favour the papists, and to divide you among yourselves; yet I think you

may be so wise as to take good of it, and prevent the evil designed,

and, instead of dividing, come to a better harmony among yourselves when

you have liberty to see and meet more freely.'

"To which," said Mr Warner, "I answered, that I heartily wished it might

prove so, and that nothing would be wanting on my part to make it so;

and I added, the presbyterians in Scotland, Great Sir, are looked upon

as a very despicable party; but those who do so measure them by the

appearance at Pentland and Bothwell, as if the whole power of the

presbyterians had been drawn out there; but I can assure your Highness

that such are greatly mistaken; for many firm presbyterians were not

satisfied as to the grounds and manner of those risings, and did not

join; and others were borne down by the Persecution. In verity I am

persuaded, that if Scotland were left free, of three parts of the people

two would be found presbyterians. We are indeed a poor persecuted party,

and have none under God to look to for our help and relief but your

Highness, on account of that relation you and the Princess have to the

crown."

"That was going a great length, Mr Warner," said Mr Cheyne, the

town-clerk.

"No a bit, no a bit," cried I; and Mr Jaddua Fyfe gave me an approving

gloom, while Mr Warner quietly continued,--

"I then urged many things, hoping that the Lord would incline his

Highness' heart to espouse His interest in Scotland, and befriend the

persecuted presbyterians. To which the Prince replied--"

"Aye, aye, I like to hear what his Highness said, that's in the way of

counselling," said Mr Jaddua Fyfe.

"The Prince," replied Mr Warner, "then spoke to me earnestly, saying,--

"'I have been educated a presbyterian, and I hope so to continue; and I

assure you, if ever it be in my power, I shall make the presbyterian

church-government the established church-government of Scotland, and of

this you may assure your friends, as in prudence you find it

convenient.'"

Discerning the weight and intimation that were in these words, I said,

when Mr Warner had made an end, that it was a great thing to know the

sentiment of the Prince; for by all signs the time could not be far off

when we would maybe require to put his assurance and promise to the

test. At which words of mine there were many exchanges of gathered brows

and significant nods, and Mr Jaddua Fyfe, to whom I was sitting next,

slyly pinched me in the elbow; all which spoke plainer than elocution,

that those present were accorded with me in opinion; and I gave inward

thanks that such a braird of renewed courage and zeal was beginning to

kithe among us.

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